Gorillaz: Demon
Days
Named off a Gorillaz Album.
Fan Fiction written by Megg
D.
An irritated groan extended from the
groggy mans throat as he tried to shield himself from any noise with
the confines of his dirty blanket. His eyes were closed tight as the
banging continued, ringing in his ears like the annoying sound of
trash can clashing roughly together. The irritation with in him grew
as his sharp teeth tightly clenched together in hopes of relaxing
himself, but of course all attempts were in vain. He abruptly sat up
in his bed to glare at the wall before him, finding himself staring
as his inappropriate on sable posters of half naked women and dark
gruesome bands or characters. His two colored eyes slowly moved to
his left to stare down the small hall of the inside of his automobile
home. With a tired and very angered groan he sat up and pulled out
the knife that stuck in the wall with little effort. Not bothering to
grab any pants, he marched on down the small hall of the mobile home
and past the tiny kitchen where several air fresheners hung from the
ceiling in an awkward attempt to escape the horrible smell that
lurked inside. All the mean while the banging continued in a more
erythematic bang, he clutched the knife handle tightly in his hand as
he allowed the black strain to hang in his eyes. With in a sudden
jerk, he turned the knob of the door and opened it quickly presenting
the knife in an angered fist above his head as if about to strike. At
seeing who it was his grip loosened from the knife, and he heard it
clank to the ground, the hand that held the knife came up to rub at
his forehead, then smugly at his chin. The girl stood before the
Mobile home door, with her head tilted to the side in a confused
manner. Her eyes were not shown for they were covered by her large
messed purple bangs that hung over them. A skirt hung from her small
hips with a big green belt to hold it up, underneath black spandex
reached to about her knees, while her feet wore simple slide on
shoes. A tank top clung to her small figure around her shoulders and
chest, and her hands were covered in black fingerless gloves. She
uncurled one finger to put to her thin lower lip just staring at the
grumpy man, before he himself grew impatient and muttered.
"What
do you want Noodle?"
"Ni-D Has Made asagohan for us all!
Noodle Come and get you, you come now!'' Her small yet high voice
commanded, and the man raised an eyebrow until his expression grew
angered once again.
"One bloody moment…" He muttered and
slammed the door to leave the girl waiting. Noodle heard a few
rustles and then the zip of a zipper, as the man opened the door once
again to step down from his mobile home in which he called his
"Winnebago"
"Alright then Noodle, Lets go thank 2D for
getting everyone up so early for breakfast, shall we?"
The small
girl nodded, and she walked along head of the man, counting her
steppes and swinging her arms as a smile spread across her face. The
Man on the other hand, kept his palms in his pockets as he walked
behind the girl listening to his boots clack against the car park
pavement, his eyes glaring ahead in a plotting manner. Once reaching
the corridors, they both walked along until they came to the kitchen.
Noodle ran in with a smile and took a seat next to a rather large man
who wore his hat over his eyes, His arms were crossed and his head
was down, but the small grunting noises that came from him indicated
that he was fast asleep in his seat. Noodle grew interest in the ice
in her Juice glass and stirred them around with her straw, while the
sizzles of bacon and eggs came from the stove. A tall lanky skinny
man stood in front of it, his back to everyone, but at hearing the
door open, he turned to greet the grumpy man. The lanky man also
known as 2D was wearing a pink apron, words in big bold red read,
"Sausage?" with a face that was supposedly winking, His turquoise
hair hung in what seemed to big large black eyes, but in a closer
look you could see that his eyes weren't there at all, nothing but
empty sockets to show the inside of his empty head. A smile came
across his face as he started to talk showing his missing two front
teeth as he held the spatula.
"Morning Murdoc!" He greeted in
his high voice. "I Made eggs, and Bacon, and toast, and pancakes
and-"
He was soon cut off as a loud whacking sound was heard,
that even awoke the man in the sleeping chair, and made Noodle knock
over her Juice glass. 2D was slammed against the wall with a spatula
marking on his face and eggs in his hair, the angry man also known as
Murdoc, Standing over him with clenched fist and his sharp teeth
bared.
"Aw Man watch'ya do that for!" Screamed the man that
was asleep, but he now was presently alert and standing before Murdoc
with his large arms crossed.
"Stay out of it Russel!"
Commanded Murdoc as he went to take another wail at 2D who flinched
dramatically sending his skinny arms hovering to cover his egg
covered head. Russel quickly grabbed at Murdoc's wrist to retract
his arm, and glared at him. Murdoc tried pulling his arm back from
Russel as he went on screaming at 2D.
"Get me up at 11 in the
Afternoon will ya! I'll Show you, you little bugged eyed Son of a
Bi-"He was cut off by Noodles yelling. She screamed at him in
Japanese sending her arms flailing, and it caught Murdoc off by
surprised. When she was done screaming out her frustration she walked
over to kneel her skinny self down by 2D. Her hand holding a dish rag
which she used to clean the egg off his hair and cheek, He smiled to
her and she returned the smile back.
Murdoc clenched his teeth
irritated, and looked to the plated and food set up on the table, his
eyes gazing at a piece of toast before he grimly grabbed it and took
an obnoxious bite.
"D was just doin' something nice Muds, Man,
its like you just rip on him for all your problems." Russel
exclaimed glaring the munching Murdoc who looked at him with serious
eyes.
"So?" He shrugged. "What's wrong with that, Haw Haw"
He let out the laugh at the end as he kept his devilish grin. 2Ds
eyes seemed to widen as his shoulders drooped and his head tilted to
the side.
The
frown on 2D's face caused his head to drop as he stared at the
ground with his large black sockets. A weight of disappointment and
worry drenched over his shoulders. Murdoc's eyes wondered, until
they came upon the pathetic 2D once more and he grumbled while his
eyes rolled in annoyance.
"Stop that you Face Ache! You're
bothering me!" He commanded as he screamed out, his voice raspy
from being woken up and the past few years of smoking. 2D's head
lifted so his black circles could stare at the glaring Murdoc. The
lanky man sat there on the ground staring at him as his thin lips
curved into a pout that caused the bassist to glare even more. His
glaring stare seemed as though he was mentally stabbing him, trying
to make him stop his childish attitude. Murdocs irritation grew to
the point where he drew his eyes away and gritted his teeth.
Standing, he kicked the chair with the back of his heel to push it in
to the table with a loud clank that made every band member in the
room flinch.
"Come on you Nobs"
He muttered as he pulled
a cigarette from his pocket to slip it in his mouth. His thin lips
held the cigarette in place, just enough so it could dangle, looking
as though it was hanging off for dear life from his mouth. The thin
cigarette wobbled as he spoke again, glaring at them all through
black messed strands of hair.
"Band practice" And with that he
slipped his hands into his pockets to walk out the kitchen, kicking
the door open with the heel of his black boot, leaving them all to
stare in confusion. Noodle soon broke the silence as a smile spread
across her face.
"Ni-D Russu' Come Come! Noodle Play!" She
let out a small chuckle and grabbed the guitar that was leaning
against the wall where it could be safe from any grime from food, or
manic fighting such as the one that acured. She took it in her
slender hand to hold it over her skinny shoulder much like a baseball
bat. Holding the neck of the guitar firmly as she pushed open the
door a headed down the hall after Murdoc. Russel took a step about to
walk for the door, but he caught himself and stopped looking over his
bold shoulder at the moping 2D who remained on his spot on the floor
where he was knocked down by the manic Murdoc. Russel's head tilted
as he grabbed his hat to adjust it upon his head again, his own sign
to show he was thinking. The large man squatted down to reach out his
hand and clutch at the fabric of the poor lanky mans collar and pull
him up to stand on his feet.
"Yo D, you gonna be 'ight?"
Asked Russel, his white eyes scanning the frowning mans face. 2D's
head lifted to stare at him, and then he looked to the door letting
out a sigh through the space where his two front teeth were missing.
His arms swung greatly as he walked to the door in a depressed
fashion.
"Come on, Murdoc hates to wait" He muttered, and
Russel had no choice but to follow, letting the moment pass with his
own sigh.
At reaching the practice room Murdoc was already ready,
with his bass strap around his shoulder, and the back of the bass
against his pelvis as he fingers rested against the strings. It was
his favorite red one, he liked to call his "Ax" The cord hung
down from the bass and lingered around his feet a few inches, and
going along a few feet connected to a large Amp. Noodle was ready and
turning the silver keys that rested at the head of her electric
guitar, tuning it and listening carefully for each pitch to make sure
it was accurate. She sat with her skinny legs crissed crossed atop
her large amp. Each time a string didn't sound right in her ears;
she would wince and bite down on the guitar pick that stuck in her
mouth between her front teeth. Russel looked at them and watched as
Murdoc took long breaths of his cigarette, and breathed out the long
smoke that made him look like a tea kettle. Russel's eyes rolled to
look at 2D who was plugging the microphone cord into the amp that
stood at his feet. Russel let out another pressure releasing sigh and
took his seat behind his drums, turning the keys around the rims to
tighten the skin that stretched across the top of each drum piece. 2D
walked behind his microphone adjusting its height so it reached his
mouth with his own satisfactory. He rested his long boney fingers
around the microphone handle, and turned his head back to make sure
they were all set. Seeing them nod he looked back at the ground
hearing the click of Murdocs heel as he tapped the beat before
plucking the strings of his bass. His fingers moved swiftly across
the neck of the bass as the low plucks made a special beat for when
2D needed to sing. The tall singer kept his eyes to the ground as he
tightened the tonsils in his throat to let out the high pitch
words.
"Feel Good"
Russels qew was easy, he tapped his
foot on the petal and beat his sticks against the tops of the drums.
It sounded fantastic, Noodle sat with a smile and waited for her qew.
When it came her fingers danced across the strings of her guitar and
strummed her pick elegantly against the strings near the body of the
guitar. Bobbing her head with the music and singing lightly along
with 2D until the sudden stop of Murdocs playing caused them all to
stop as well. Noodle, Russel, and 2D all stared at the bassist in
confusion as he walked up to the lanky singer grabbing his ear in a
old mother type fashion only it hurt a lot worst.
"OW OW OW OW!"
Yelped 2D as he sqwinted one of his large black sockets at the pain
that rushed through his ear and then against the side of his head.
The breath of Murdocs speaking was revolting, mixed with the smell of
morning breath, and the tobacco that was contained in the cigarette
he was smoking. The cigarette that was still resting at the corner
off his mouth sending of a thin misty smoke that make 2Ds sockets
water slightly.
"WHAT! In all Bloody hell may I ask, are you
doing?" Murdoc commanded, one hand clenched at his side as the
other kept a firm grip on the singer's ear. 2D clenched his teeth
while he stumbled over his words.
"S-Singing?" He asked as if
unsure it was the right answer. As he pictured it was, and he
flinched as Murdoc gave a firm yank on his ear causing his head to
jerk down slightly.
"OF COURSE YOU'RE SINGING YOU NOB WANKER!
BUT WHAT ARE YOU DOING AS YOU SING!" The scream sent little
droplets of spit to smack against 2D's pale cheek, and he flinched
greatly at that wanting badly to wipe it off , but was too scared to
offend the bassist.
"N-nothing" Whimpered 2D as Murdoc pinched
at his ear harder.
"THAT'S RIGHT! NOTHING! WHY ARENT YOU DOING
ANYTHING!" Murdoc screamed, his teeth clicking roughly together at
the end of his sentence which gave 2D the feel that he was about to
bite off his head, in which this case, he probably might.
"I…I…I
don't know I-" The lanky man was cut off as Murdoc pulled roughly
on his ear, it was now to the point were 2D's back was hunched over
and his cheek was against Murdocs slightly hairy, but greasy stomach.
It was in all his might not to cough at the stench or pull quickly
away at the clammy feel of his skin.
"You can't sit there and
stare at the ground you face ache! For Satan's sake! Why would
anyone want to listen to us when you're standing there like a cold
dead fish!"
Murdoc finally let go of 2D's ear, but the sudden
release and support caused him to fall onto his skinny knees
clutching his now beaming red ear. His long slender hand gave his
lobe a few gentle strokes to try and relieve the aching pulse that
was now running through the structure of his ear.
"Murdoc too
Mean to Ni-D!" Screamed Noodle as she jumped off her Amp to land
gracefully.
"2D Not in mood to play today" She added as she
walked over and wrapped her skinny arms around the wincing singer.
"We play sumo instead!" She suggested as she leaned her
skinny body weight against 2D in an effortless tackle. In 2D's
condition at the moment he fell over easily to take a moment in
realizing what happened. A smile spread across his face as he rustled
Noodles mop hair and wiggled his fingers before her in a playful
threat that he was to tickle her.
"NO!" Shouted Murdoc, and
2D and Noodle flinched looking back at the grumpy garbage heap.
"WERE
GONNA DO IT AGAIN, AND AGAIN UNTIL IT'S PERFECT!" He pulled the
strap of his bass securely around himself and Russel watched glaring
a bit as he spun his drum stick lightly around the tip of his
finger.
"Or until you think it's perfect" He corrected
Murdoc who gave a glare and looked away to puff a long breath of
cigarette and release the contents of the smoke through his
nostrils.
After a long days practice, the tired band members
strolled back into the confines of there living room, all four
plopping down on the couch and quincidently sighing all at the same
time. 2Ds hands reached up to rub his throat as he tilted his head
softly to the side.
"My throat hurts from all that singing" He
mumbled closing his eyes and leaning his shoulder blades back against
the soft cushioned couch. Noodle was busy letting out little whimpers
concerning her finger tips where little indents were shown from her
constant pushing on the guitar strings for each accurate note she
would play. Russel was complaining about his hands as well, the welts
forming on his fingers from the grip he had on his drum sticks and
the constant banning against the stretched skin of the drum top.
Murdocs eyes closed in irritation listening to them all complain and
groan, he himself was in pain from the rough plucking he had to do
from his bass, but he wouldn't complain or even talk about it.
Murdoc would just sit and let the pulsing pain in his fingers pass,
he wanted to be the tough "bad ass" one, typical. Noodle stood
from the couch to stare at them all before heading over to the cooler
to grab a juice box for herself, aside from that, the fridge was
filled with all different sorts of alcohol and junk food. Something
that Noodle wouldn't take any part in, because unlike having a
miniature beer belly like the rest of her band mates she seemed happy
with her small physic. 2D seemed in his own little world again
thinking about why Murdoc was acting unusually mean lately, Murdoc
was naturally mean by nature, but the past few days have seemed so,
manic. Before 2D had a chance to say something to his old chum the
echoing ringing of the door bell lurked around the studio. 2D turned
his head to the door while Murdocs irritated eyes turned to look at
it as well finishing off the last bits of his cigarette. It ran again
and the boys glanced from one another, there looks questioning who
would answer it. When the bell ran again, it seemed as though it was
more impatient, Noodle glared at the lazy men and walked to the door
to leave and answer the door that was all the way down in the ground
lobby. The three men sat for a long time, thinking of who the visitor
might be.
" Mouse?" Asked 2D as he looked to Russel who shook
his head in disagreement.
"It's probally some bothersome fans"
Murdoc grumbled flicking the cigarette from his fingers not really
seeming to care at where it would land. 2D stared at both of them for
a moment and placed a boney finger to his lips and then a sudden
thought came to him as he sunk down in the couch. His cheeks started
to flush with red as he slowly stood to make a break for it but was
soon dragged back by Murdoc who had a strong hold on his collar.
"You know something…" Murdoc grumbled glaring at him, and
then the quickly steps of Noodle was heard from out side the door.
"NO NO NO!" Whimpered 2D as he tried desperately to escape
Murdocs grasp. His nails dragging into the ground as Murdoc made sure
he stayed put. The bassist knew that 2D was up to something, and his
eyes turned to the door as it slowly creaked.
"VISITORS!"
Hollered Noodle as a grin spread across her face, she opened the door
wider to allow the two guests to come in. The sight of them made
Murdocs eyes widen and his grip loosen from 2D, while Russel gave his
own "WHAT THE?" look.
In the door way stood two girls, that
by Murdocs stature had well physics. The first girl had deep red hair
that reached just a bit below her chin; her hair seemed in a stylish
bed head fashion that made her looks even more charming. She wore a
broken collar shirt that drooped at her shoulders that could show the
black tank top she wore underneath. Just a bit of her stomach shown,
and a bit below was a belt holding up her dark blue pants. Her wrist
held one studded bracelet while each hand was covered in black
fingerless gloves. Her shoes were simple black converse with the
laces lazily tied.
Now the Second girl looked the same but indeed
was very much different, the face was a bit the same as well as the
hair, but the color shine to hers was a bit more mahogany then red.
Messy bangs softly covered her large eyes that seemed to gander at
everything that was in sight. Her hair was about shoulder length and
drastically razor cut. Around her neck she wore a chain that said
"friend", and now looking at the other girl she wore the same
chain only with the word "best" Besides from what she wore on her
neck, she was covered in a drooped black sweat shirt that was UN
zipped and opened to show the dark purple tank top she wore
underneath. A belt held up the slightly lighter blue pants she wore,
and bottoms rolled up to show her ankles, while she wore these worn
out skater shoes that seemed to look like she only just slipped on
rather than bothered to tie them. Her wrists were covered in
bracelets and her fingers had a few rings.
Murdocs eyes gazed at
these girls and aside from what he thought to be over whelming
appearance, he saw in there hands what they held…suitcases. A fiery
glare hit Murdocs eyes and they shot to look at 2D who was now slowly
inching back with his hand up to try and protect himself weakly from
any hits Murdoc might wail at him.
"I hope were in the right
place" Spoke the red head, as she held up a sign that read in big
bold letters "ROOM FOR RENT"
Murdocs jaw dropped and he
glared back at 2D, his eye uncontrollably twitching with anger that
pulsed through him.
"Y-You said, w-we were losing money and w-we
needed more, s-s-so I th-thought that renting out a room to someone
would earn us more money…" 2D gave an uncomfortable smile as
Murdoc's fuse exploded.
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING YOU
IDIOT! ONE FRICKEN GIRLS ENOUGH! WHY RENT OUT ROOMS TO TWO! THEY'LL
GET IN THE WAY, AND FURTHER MORE YOU NEVER ASKED MY APROOVAL, I OUGHT
TO HIT YOU, YOU NOB WANKER!"
2D flinched at Murdocs yelling and
the girl that held the sign spoke up to hope and calm down the
situation.
"We will pay well! And if it helps, well, we don't
mind doing chores" The girl by her side nodded with a confident
smile. Noodle stood in front of them with her arms crossed, and a
glare in her squinted eyes at the whole, "one girls enough"
comment Murdoc made. The sound of money rang in Murdocs ears as he
turned back to stare at the girls, well having them around wouldn't
be a complete eyesore. Maybe 2D did something smart for once, at
least it wasn't two fat guys, Murdoc ran a hand back through his
slightly greasy hair and mumbled.
"What are your names…?" He
said in a slow, sly, and groggy voice, this is what the band members
joked to be 'Murdocs Charm' he only used that voice around women
when he wanted a quickie, or when he was scheming something
atrocious.
"I'm Ellia, and this is my friend Gem" (Jem)
Murdocs eyes wandered back and forth from each girl and that sly
grin appeared across hiss lips as his sharp teeth were shown.
"Well,
Glad to have you in our home" Murdoc out spread his arms as if
introducing the studio right there, His eyes on the other hand were
in different directions, scheming around the girls every curve
and…err…accessories. Ellia gave a smirked then glanced at the
bassist before turning to have a look around the room. Gem gazed at
her friend in disgust in how she could find flattering from that
disgusting man, and especially the way he gazed upon her. Gem gazed
about the studio room, her eyes in wonder at its marvels. Intresting
taste the band had, scraps from magazines pinned everwhere on the
ceiling, dirty dishes and pizza boxes lingerd about the stained
carpet floor. How anyone could live like this was a great wander to
her. Finally her attention was drawn from her when she felt a tug at
the suitcase in her hand. The lanky singer had his hand latched
around the handle close to her, his empty black sockets stared at her
and a small grin formed on his face to proudly show those missing
from teeth.
"I can take tha' for ya" He mumbled and Her eyes
gazed at him a moment, to see if she could find trust in her gaze,
until finally she let go allowing him to carry it.
